Dark Muse
03-07-2011, 12:53 AM
Wings of the Night
But a whisper in the night
as an owl takes muted flight,
the tremble of your lips
upon the bareness of my flesh,
a soundless caress.
Ghost white a moth
flickering in wisps
of candlelight before
vanishing back into the darkness,
the fall of a shadow
palpitating.
Your fingers
an unseen touch
betraying secrets
as angel scars upon your back,
leaving impressions on the mind
and when I awake feathers
drifting from my bed......
But a whisper in the night
as an owl takes muted flight,
the tremble of your lips
upon the bareness of my flesh,
a soundless caress.
Ghost white a moth
flickering in wisps
of candlelight before
vanishing back into the darkness,
the fall of a shadow
palpitating.
Your fingers
an unseen touch
betraying secrets
as angel scars upon your back,
leaving impressions on the mind
and when I awake feathers
drifting from my bed......